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There are always opportunities through which businessmen can profit handsomely if they will only recognize and seize them.
quote by J. Paul Getty
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We made a deal that was acceptable to us. We got paid very handsomely for our final season.
quote by Jason Alexander
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Cryptic Details Desired
charlatans pretend to predict ambiguous future
charge public handsomely for cryptic details desired
speak in generalizations in orchestrated snow jobs
those who really know the truth
concealed normally say nothing
those who do not know talk
those who know say nothing
prophets dreamers of dreams
speak detailed visions for nothing
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Lucky Doctor
A young, handsome doctor as I was,
I had had two types of clients:
Aunties with nothing wrong with them,
Who paid handsomely for my bedroom manners;
The slum dwellers, with all the wrong with them,
Who paid poorly or nothing at all.
A section fed me; a section I fed.
I led a life more than a doctor could.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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On the Backs of Those Downtrodden
Fearing a redistribution of wealth,
Should be the least of one's priorities.
What wealth and whose is on the line?
The thieves have depleted,
A once robust economy!
And those who need to serve time...
Are friends of those,
Who committed such crimes.
Those who preach about their selfishness...
Could care less how they stuffed their treasure chests.
And none of them did it honestly.
On the backs of those downtrodden...
They award themselves handsomely.
With desires to continue...
To strip others bare to feed their gluttony.
And campaign against those who struggle.
Those who suffer.
While the leechers gleefully...
Enjoy the endorsing,
Of those bleeding!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Captain Hale, alone, without sympathy or support, save that from above, on the near approach of death asked for a clergyman to attend him. It was refused. He then requested a Bible; that too was refused by his inhuman jailer.
quote by William Hull
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A true guide
I love to stay with you forever
Because from you I have learnt
To ignore my weakness and accomplish
My task handsomely
You have guided me to attain my aim
Your guidance is like a lamp in the midway
Lest the passerby should stumble
Your nature is like a shadowy tree
Under it I am relieved of my fatigue
In your beautiful eyes,
I see an ocean of love surging for me
On your lips, I hear only my name
You have changed the course of my life
You have led me to the right path
You have taught me how to face the challenges in life
You are an integral part of my life
You are my never failing consience.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Tarbolton Lasses, The
If ye gae up to yon hill-tap,
Ye'll there see bonie Peggy;
She kens her father is a laird,
And she forsooth's a leddy.
There Sophy tight, a lassie bright,
Besides a handsome fortune:
Wha canna win her in a night,
Has little art in courtin'.
Gae down by Faile, and taste the ale,
And tak a look o' Mysie;
She's dour and din, a deil within,
But aiblins she may please ye.
If she be shy, her sister try,
Ye'll maybe fancy Jenny;
If ye'll dispense wi' want o' sense-
She kens hersel she's bonie.
As ye gae up by yon hillside,
Speir in for bonie Bessy;
She'll gie ye a beck, and bid ye light,
And handsomely address ye.
There's few sae bonie, nane sae guid,
In a' King George' dominion;
If ye should doubt the truth o' this-
It's Bessy's ain opinion!
poem by Robert Burns
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The Tarbolton Lasses
If ye gae up to yon hill-tap,
Ye'll there see bonie Peggy;
She kens her father is a laird,
And she forsooth's a leddy.
There Sophy tight, a lassie bright,
Besides a handsome fortune:
Wha canna win her in a night,
Has little art in courtin'.
Gae down by Faile, and taste the ale,
And tak a look o' Mysie;
She's dour and din, a deil within,
But aiblins she may please ye.
If she be shy, her sister try,
Ye'll maybe fancy Jenny;
If ye'll dispense wi' want o' sense-
She kens hersel she's bonie.
As ye gae up by yon hillside,
Speir in for bonie Bessy;
She'll gie ye a beck, and bid ye light,
And handsomely address ye.
There's few sae bonie, nane sae guid,
In a' King George' dominion;
If ye should doubt the truth o' this-
It's Bessy's ain opinion!
poem by Robert Burns
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Pure Imagination
Pure imagination succumbed to the broadcasters,
They were not so sleepy in their prime computing;
The extra sense of sound and light bore evil
And more polite sport and more underneath this.
One superb thinker established the help of someone
To order the ideals and then animosity.
The swish and ripple of a good night was glad
Of us when we wore the barrels of guns
That spun handsomely to wash away the rainy blood.
In a determined effort to be first place,
A less calm night ensued and threatened the ideals
Of an idyllic philosopher and scholar
Residing in the head and heart.
Do not be mean to my top chieftain,
Do strengthen yourself with your new weapons
Of stretching and twisting.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Unstable and Unfit
When people hide behind deceptions...
As if they are walls of cement.
These are the folks who do not realize...
Their lies have fenced them inside mentalities,
To eventually show themselves as demented.
They do not perceive dishonesty as weak.
As long as they are in the reception...
Of others with similar beliefs.
And when folks like this,
Come to unite together in a collectiveness...
They do not realize their acts develop illnesses.
And they rush to seek perscriptions quick,
From those who benefit...
Handsomely,
By keeping them addicted to such sickness.
In industries that hospitalized them...
With not a chance to confront,
The healing that mends the origins of their afflictions.
If that happened,
None of this would exist!
But there is a need to keep them mentally,
And physically dependent!
Socially unstable.
And psychologically unfit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Roses For You
Like a caged bird, rooted still by thorny briar
To kiss the very centre of pleasure’s fire,
The queen of beauty unfolds to caress mine eyes
Tis nature’s flaming red wonder that never dies,
Nay you live joyous in many a fair maidens cheek
As now my joy on the happiness plane doth peak,
So my beauty pieces of thee I snip oh rosy queen
For my love will know to the rose garden I’ve been.
My wages handsomely paid by your golden smile
A kiss then joy as you pose and enhance the posies
Red roses, yellow and white by a mile beguile
An’ life is I hope coming up as...for everything’s roses
poem by Ken e Hall
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Apples + Oranges
What if the sun refused to shine?
What if the clouds refused to rain?
What if the wind refused to blow?
What if the seas refused to wave?
What if the world refused its turn?
What if the stars would hesitate?
What if what is isn't true?
What are you going to do?
What if what is isn't you?
Does that mean you've got to lose?
Digging for the feel of something new
What if the silence let you dream?
What if the air could let you breathe?
What if the words would bring you here?
What if this sound could bring you peace?
What if what is isn't true?
What are you going to do?
Digging for the feel of something new
What if what is isn't you?
Does that mean you've got to lose?
It came from your thoughts
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Adore
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Success and Failure
i have a dream
i hold onto it tenaciously
because it inspires hope
and optimism, an infectious
spirit to life, an eagle clawing
onto a tree to stand tall and steady
a fountain of fire burning in the sky
i hold onto to the dream like
a cup of fragrant tea or
piping hot coffee first thing
in the morning, warming up
the constituents for the
the adventures of the day
when the pulsating ray of the sun
sets free the spirits of a bird
to sing, to fly, to hop, to peck for the
worms in the fields
if i should fail, i say i have to
fail handsomely, i have to fall in style
with a smile on the face
and a hip hop dance to send away the blues
no regrets or the loss of hope
no despairing when life has been paid its dues
i would fail like a flower blooming in the sky
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Used-Up
Many people
one might meet.
On city sarcophagus street.
Are dead.
It’s just.
No one...
has gotten around,
to burying them yet.
This is what became
of the brokenhearted!
Who refused
to get their act together!
Who refused
to walk with faith!
Who refused
to embrace the light!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Change
The other day I walked accross the street
i couldnt believe what I appeared to see...
as I looked at a poor boy who came to me
I asked him his name and he didnt know
he just asked me for change.
I asked where is your mum?
he just asked me for change
I asked where is your dad?
he just asked me for change
I asked will someone come?
he just asked me for change
I asked why are you sad?
with no response to my question there was a pause...
but then once again he asked me for change
see, as i watched him dissapear with his pain
I realised that he actualy asked me...
for a change.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Showing gratitude to a lovely father
My father! My father! My father! I might not have gold to give you. I might not have silver to give you. I might not have money to build houses on the ocean for you. I might not have money to buy yacht for you. I might not even have diamond to give you. Your words and brillant advice is far better than a thousand diamond placed together. Your words and advice makes the eagle soar. How much can i appreciate you.If darkness comes, if heaven falls, and hell is let lose. I will pick you again and again till thy kingdom come as a true and a worthy father. God bless you and spare your life for your children to pay for your kind gestures. All i want you to know is that no amount of payment can be appreciated or quantified to that which you have done for us. I don, t know how else to say thank you sir. I know God will richly pay and reward you handsomely. All what we your children say is that we are pregnant with gratitude with a solemn heart, we will be grateful all the days of our lives. Remain blessed
poem by Olayemi Ayo
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A Statue of Figwood
For yon oaken avenue, swain, you must steer,
Where a statue of figwood, you'll see, has been set:
It has never been barked, has three legs and no ear;
But I think there is life in the patriarch yet.
He is handsomely shrined within fair chapel-walls;
Where, fringed with sweet cypress and myrtle and bay,
A stream ever-fresh from the rock's hollow falls,
And the ringleted vine her ripe shore doth display:
And the blackbirds, those whrill-piping songsters of spring,
Wake the echoes with wild inarticulate song:
And the notes of the nightingale plaintively ring,
As she pours from her dun throat her lay sweet and strong.
Sitting there, to Priapus, the gracious one, pray
That the lore he has taught me I soon may unlearn:
Say I'll give him a kid, and in case he says nay
To this offer, three victims to him will I burn;
A kid, a fleeced ram, and a lamb sleek and fat;
He will listen, mayhap, to my prayers upon that.
poem by Theocritus
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It's Never Too Late
An influence not received,
By young children unfamiliar with discipline...
In their most impressionable and growing up years,
Is almost impossible to prioritize.
Especially when those disguises,
Have been tried on and adorned.
Listening to a lecture delivered by either mom or dad,
When a sitting behind prison bars...
Has been an effective sentence given.
Aspects then mentioned about moral values...
And the benefits of maintaining good sportsmanship,
Is about as meaningful with content...
As dangling a steak in front of a starving dog.
What purpose is a lesson to teach...
To captivate with imagination,
If the classroom has been long cleared of its students?
And every avenue to one's learning process,
Has been padlocked.
Those who argue it's never too late,
To initiate the implementation of an investment...
With the expectation of dividends,
That will benefit handsomely the lives of their children?
Well...
Not to be perceived as a pessimist,
There are those times when one waits much too long...
To get an effective message across.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Appels Oranjes
what if the sun refused to shine?
what if the clouds refused to rain?
what if the wind refused to blow?
what if the seas refused to wave?
what if the world refused to turn?
what if the stars would hesitate?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
digging for the feel of something new
what if the silence let you dream?
what if the air could let you breathe?
what if the words would bring you here?
what if this sound could bring you peace?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
digging for the feel of something new
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
it came from your thoughts, your dreams and visions
ripped up from your weeks and indecisions
what if the sun refused to shine?
what if the clouds refused to rain?
what if the world refused to turn?
what if the clocks would hesitate?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
digging for the feel of something new
does that mean you've got to choose?
the feel of something new
does that mean you've got to lose?
the thoughts you cannot lose
what are you gonna do?
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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